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- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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My mail records follow to whom I have written, the letter number, what the picture was of and what the topic was. With this longer journey I would expect many of my letters will reach home before we do. My dad, Allan Ellis sent in excess of 87 letters back to his sweetheart Signa in 1944, from New Zealand, on route to Egypt into Italy and during his repatriation home ...
... in Muscat I slowly got used to driving here, I knew where I was going and which exit to take. This time in Mathra we also went up the fortress and found the massive wooden door unlocked and no sign telling us not to enter.
The three of us were all alone in the fortress and had great view from the top of the tower which had to be conquered by rope. On the way back to the entrance we were caught by ...
... said ‘Yes!’ without expanding on his answer. I now got the impression that he fully understood the question but was dumbfounded as to the stupidity of it. Arabic is Arabic just like English is English. An Australian and an American may have slight cultural differences (e.g. Falcons Crest versus Home and Away or Fosters versus Michelob!!) but they both understand each other.
We arrived at the Grand Mosque in Muscat. This was nowhere near as impressive or as ...
... that said, we have been indulging. The weather has been hot and amazing! The girls seem to be adapting well and really enjoying the cats (we will feature the cats in another entry) and Auntie Nicole and Uncle Craig's place. I think we have adjusted to the time change and heat. There is so much to see and do here. I know it's not a normal destination and if you could swing it, I would highly recommend a trip to Oman. A beautiful place to be! Till later Mama ...
... lives near there and we're jumping in his car. He's a nice guy, a salesman for a pharmaceutical company, so he and Johannes had enough banter to talk about. The city made a dreary impression with everything shades of brown. There is definitely money here and it was a shocking difference to India with everyone driving in the correct lanes, not honking, and things very clean. But it was just sterile. We passed a TGIFriday's along the way. Enough said. The souk was also just ...